#aflaw

[thesovietonion77]

ahhhh finsrach i love them :)

they should kiss. and finste should shoot sonne because he's a dick

[spehllman]

❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜

' YOU CAN'T, ROBIN. ' head shakes and hand raises, back of it pressing to mouth. there is no escape, no running from it. before, she had her place in two worlds, the guise of independence was her normal. but she has always been a tool for the gods. she is their entertainment, she is stuck, she is performer on a stage. limbs shackled bones twisted.

HOW CAN SHE MAKE ROBIN UNDERSTAND? robin doesn't know the history that lives within sabrina's bones, the kind of horrors that witches like her were born from. robin has not heard the stories of gods angered, bodies destroyed like porcelain. robin does not know the stories of the fury of a god disobeyed. sabrina's name was signed away before she even existed, there is no true choice. she knows the paths that have been walked before her, and they are blood stained and burning.

' THERE'S NOTHING ANYONE CAN DO. ' she is at their mercy. if they ask, she must deliver. ' you don't understand, robin. this isn't like vec.na, or a demogorgon, or something you can defeat. they're gods. ' besides, didn't you choose this, sabrina? didn't you ask for it? didn't you want it? power was in reach and she grasped like an ignorant child, fulfilling a picture already woven into the tapestry of her fate.

GODS DO NOT WEEP FOR THOSE DEAD AT THEIR HAND. gods do not regret and they do not ponder. they can create another her, watch a lifetime in the blink of an eye. they walk within her dreams and whisper in her ear. they have taken whatever they have pleased from her. if she is to die, it will be at their will.

[spehllman]

THE LEAVES CRUNCH UNDER THEIR FEET, EYES SCANNING THEIR SURROUNDINGS. they've scouted thoroughly, but there has to be another gate around here. she can feel the pull of it, can feel the way her skin goosebumps in the presence of something not of this dimension. there is something inhuman waiting to be discovered, and in haw.kins, it is always related to the ups.ide do.wn. there is a moment of quiet, and her head snaps round as another person appears.

WITCH HUNTER. it's obvious, but only to her. there is a gun pointed at them, and she knows that it's the kind meant to kill people like her, and she tries, oh she tries so hard to give them some kind of signal. @aflaw, do not say her last name. between an eldrit.ch witch and a witch hunter, it is get violent or get dead.